Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Chen Weizheng didn't realize what a talent was until he arrived at the cemetery.
With the perfect cooperation of Lord Eighteen and Bai Sizhang, the burial was done in an orderly manner although the procedure was complicated.
While burying the grave, they offered sacrifices in the pre-built shed and accepted the worship of the younger generation.
It didn't take long. In less than three hours, the new grave was built, and even the place to place the stone tablet was reserved. After Chen Weizheng smashed the jar, the team dismantled the simple shed and took the tablet back to the ancestral hall. The main work was back to the village.
On the way back to the village, they met Zhao Changfu, who was sweating, and Secretary Zhang, who looked lifeless.
Chen Weizheng had a good feeling when he saw Zhao Changfu. He was a very ordinary and down-to-earth person. If his aunt hadn't told him that he was the deputy secretary of the county party committee, he wouldn't have associated such an ordinary person with a county leader. He looked like he was about 50 years old. His hair was a little short. Although the middle of his head was not completely bald, it was obviously white. The owner of this head obviously didn't care much about his hairstyle. He didn't surround the city with villages, nor did he support the central government. He had a fair face and a thin face. His eyes were big, and his teeth were yellow. It was obvious that he had smoked teeth.
Zhao Changfu was a local and spoke the local language. He didn't greet Liu Dehou first, but greeted Lord Eighteen first. Chen Weizheng thought that Zhao Changfu was very polite.
Apparently, Lord Eighteen didn't like him and didn't want to talk to him. Liu Dehou interceded, saying that it was not that Changfu didn't want to come, but that the secretary didn't inform him.
After Liu Dehou's explanation, Lord Eighteen's attitude was much better. However, Zhao Changfu was angry. He asked the secretary next to him, but the secretary didn't know either. Because he didn't let Master Qizheng finish his words yesterday, how could he understand the ins and outs? He couldn't explain, so he could only lower his head and shrink to one side. The look of death on his face was even stronger.
Chen Weizheng looked at Secretary Zhang's expression and knew that the lucky people were different, but the unlucky people were basically the same.
Ever since Secretary Zhang heard that his boss was going to Longshan Chen Village, he knew that he was in trouble. He also knew that the source of his bad luck was the phone call yesterday. Along the way, he thought about it, but he still couldn't figure out what he had done wrong by picking up the call. However, no matter what his mistake was, it was imperative to get through today's ordeal safely.
Secretary Zhang is 30 years old and had worked for Zhao Changfu for 3 years. His administrative rank is Deputy Section Chief, and he is a Deputy Section Chief in the County Party Committee Office. In recent years, he also wanted to go out to be in charge of politics. However, he could only find some vacancies for Deputy Section Chief. He wanted to go down to the village and be directly promoted to Section Chief, but he didn't have a chance.
Now, he saw that Deputy Mayor Liu was actually in Chen Village. What was even more horrifying was that the Deputy Mayor's wife was wearing a mourning cloth. He finally realized where his mistake was yesterday. He knew that he would have to face Zhao Changfu's wrath.
Chen Baoliang has been accompanying a group of people in the village. These people were his son's immediate superiors, and he couldn't afford to offend them. He knew from his father that it was Secretary Huang of the Township Party Committee who informed Vice Mayor Liu and his wife to come here. Therefore, he was more polite to Secretary Huang. The cigarette in his hand changed from Hongtashan to Yuxi.
Yuxi cigarettes were provided by Liu Dehou's driver. The driver's surname was Huang, and he was from Zuozhou, Gu Yi City. He was born in the army. Although he had a bachelor's degree, he was not educated. He was good at driving and had been driving for Liu Dehou for 10 years. Some people say that leaders are smart, but in fact, those who follow leaders are even smarter. When he woke up from the shock of seeing the Vice Mayor's wife wearing a mourning cloth, he knew what he should do. He took out a box of 50 Yuxi cigarettes from the trunk of his car and handed it to the female director in charge of logistics, Mr. Twelve's daughter-in-law, Wei Xiuhua. He asked her to distribute it to the various managers to serve the guests. Liu Dehou didn't smoke, and he never cared about the ins and outs of cigarettes. Usually, it was his secretary and driver who handled it.
When he saw that the village had killed 3 pigs, more than 30 chickens, more than 30 ducks, and more than 50 kilograms of grass carp, he knew that the food should be enough. He asked Wei Xiuhua if the wine was ready. Wei Xiuhua said no, and she would ask someone to buy it from the market. He told Wei Xiuhua that there was no need to ask someone to buy the wine, and that he would prepare it. After hearing his words, Wei Xiuhua said, "Logically, the son should prepare the food and the daughter should buy the wine." The driver was very eye-catching and hurriedly said yes, yes. He immediately drove to the county town. Before the large group of people returned from the cemetery, 20 items and 120 bottles of wine were already in place. As for what wine to choose, the driver also racked his brains. Firstly, it couldn't be too expensive. Too expensive was not suitable for the countryside. Secondly, it couldn't be too cheap. If it was too cheap, his daughter would lose face. Thirdly, it couldn't be too bad. If it was too bad, the leader wouldn't be able to drink it. If he drank too much, he would have a headache. Fourthly, he couldn't buy fake wine. If he drank fake wine, something big would happen. In the end, he consulted a friend who sold wine in the city. Coincidentally, this friend had a distribution department in the county, so he solved the problem.
Seeing the Yuxi in Chen Baoliang's hand, the group of people in the village suddenly understood. The director of the Party and Government Office approached the village head and said, "Shouldn't the village also express its gratitude?"
"Of course." The village head told the director of the finance office, "First, take 10,000 yuan from the finance office and make a big red packet. I personally accept 2,000 yuan. "
"I accept 3,000 yuan." Secretary Huang at the side opened his mouth.
After a while, the director of the finance office told the village head, "10,000 yuan is not enough."
"Then add it up. My number will be deducted from next month's salary." The village head said.
"Mine too." The secretary also said the same.
Everyone said the same thing.
Chen Baoliang began to admire his family's old man. It seemed like making wine was not a loss!
From the beginning, Chen Weigang's job was to follow by Chen Weizheng's side. With the arrival of Liu Dehou, an aunt appeared out of nowhere and confused Chen Weigang. Very quickly, he understood the situation.
Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, Executive Vice Mayor. There was actually such a great god hidden deep in his own family!
He began to blame his old grandfather a little. With such a strong backer, he wouldn't ask for it even if he took the civil servant exam twice. Even if he went to ask for it, it would be difficult for his uncle to open his mouth. His aunt would just greet the people below and everything would be resolved.
Chen Weigang was a smart person. He also knew that people respected Grandpa Fifteen because of Uncle Baoguo. They loved Chen Weizheng dearly and wanted to replace Uncle Baoguo in taking care of Uncle Baoguo's descendants. Later, when he heard the conversation between Chen Weizheng and his aunt, he knew that his aunt's family would not be able to stick to him shamelessly. If he wanted to close the distance between them, he would need to plan. In short, through today's matter, the entire village and county knew that Vice Mayor Liu was his relative. Although he couldn't brazenly use the tiger's skin to intimidate others, he could still use it reasonably. Chen Weigang made up his mind. He decided to start from the details and start from nothing. He found an empty space and found a place with fewer people to make a call.
After chatting on the way from the cemetery to the big camphor tree, Zhao Changfu finally understood why Grandpa Eighteen didn't give him a good face. He knew that Grandpa Eighteen actually called him yesterday. That number was left to Lord Eighteen seven years ago. During these seven years, Grandpa Eighteen had never called him to trouble him. The first time he used this number, he was met with such a boring conversation.
If this call was to ask him to do something, it wouldn't matter. The problem was that this was an extremely important call. He wanted him to inform Vice Mayor Liu and let Vice Mayor Liu participate in an extremely important personal family activity. As Vice Mayor Liu's confidant in the county, he should be the one to report such an important matter to his superior. Now, it was his superior who had to inform him. It was too shameful! He simply couldn't face anyone. At that time, Vice Mayor Liu was still the county magistrate, he was the secretary of the Xiling Village Party Committee, and Chen Baoguo was the auxiliary policeman of the Xiling Village Police Station. In a mudslide, Liu Dehou almost lost his life in Xiling. If Chen Baoguo hadn't jumped in front of Liu Dehou, it would have been Liu Dehou who died! It was also this mudslide that brought him and Liu Dehou together. In the past seven years, he followed Liu Dehou's footsteps closely. He progressed from the secretary of the Xiling Village Party Committee to the deputy secretary of the Xiling Village Party Committee, and Liu Dehou progressed from the county magistrate to the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and the executive deputy mayor.
Looking at Secretary Zhang who followed him closely, Zhao Changfu suddenly felt an extreme sense of disgust. He unconsciously distanced himself from his secretary.
Everything that needed to be done was done. Bai Sizhang sent the workers back to the county and stayed behind with the motorcycle. He still had to attend the following banquet. He also sent a 200 RMB envelope in the name of his son, Zhang Dechun.
Everything was ready. The banquet began!
Liu Dehou and the nine members of the Standing Committee of Chen Village sat at the head of the table.
Aunt Chen Xiaomei sat with Chen Weizheng. Chen Weigang, Zhao Changfu, and a few village cadres sat together. After greeting a few village leaders, a very beautiful girl walked past Zhao Changfu and came to Chen Weigang's side. Chen Weigang said to Chen Xiaomei, "Aunt, this is my fiancée. Her name is Lan Lianhua. She is a doctor in the village hospital. Aunt, let Lianhua accompany you to eat, okay? "
"Okay, what a beautiful girl." Chen Xiaomei was very happy with Chen Weigang's arrangement. After all, she was the only woman at a table of men. It was not pleasant to sit alone. With a more attractive girl accompanying him, he felt much better.
Chen Weizheng also felt that his cousin was very good at arranging things.
Lan Lianhua graduated from Gu Yi City's School of Ethnic Medicine with a degree in clinical medicine. She graduated last year and worked as a doctor in the village hospital. She was a local. Her father was the director of Longshan Village's Finance Department. Her mother was unemployed and opened a shop in the village market. She did wholesale and small department stores. Less than a month after she graduated, someone introduced her to Chen Weigang. When the two met, they were very satisfied with each other. After dating for a year, they were talking about marriage.
The director of the Finance Department, who was sitting at the same table, saw his sensible daughter and imagined his daughter walking into the eyes of the deputy mayor's wife. He could not stop smiling.
Chen Xiaomei knew the director and secretary of Longshan Village. After all, he had been in the county for a long time. He had only been in the city for four years, but he was not familiar with the staff in the village. Secretary Huang briefly introduced Chen Xiaomei to Chen Weigang's future father-in-law, the director of the Finance Department, Lan Huaigao. When Chen Xiaomei heard that he was Lan Lianhua's father, he also greeted him warmly.
Seeing Lan Huaigao in a new light, the others were sad that they did not have such a suitable girl in their family.
Chen Weizheng sat on the other side of Chen Xiaomei. On his other side was Zhao Changfu, and on the other side was Chen Weigang. The important task of pouring wine and serving food for Secretary Chen Weigang fell on Chen Weigang's shoulders.
Toasting each other, the atmosphere was harmonious, and everyone was happy.
Women did not drink and ate quickly. Before the drinking competition started, Chen Xiaomei had already finished eating. Lan Lianhua accompanied her to Chen Weigang's house to rest.
When the village leaders saw that Chen Xiaomei had left, they directly targeted Zhao Changfu. Zhao Changfu was in a bad mood. After a few glasses, he showed signs of being half drunk. Secretary Zhang came to take care of him, but Zhao Changfu scolded him under the guise of drinking. Zhao Changfu only stopped when Liu Dehou spoke up.
When they were full, it was already three o 'clock in the afternoon. Liu Dehou asked the villagers to go back to work. The old and young of Chen Village went back to their homes. Five of the nine members of the Standing Committee were drunk. The reason they were drunk was that they were used to drinking rice wine in bulk. The bottle of pig's head wine was too strong, so they were not used to drinking it.
The women were dividing the dishes. Everyone packed some bags. At night, they added some vegetarian dishes to their own home. It was another table full of delicious dishes.
Grandpa Eighteen was more excited. He kept chatting with Liu Dehou.
Zhao Changfu walked over and said to Liu Dehou, "The air in the countryside is good. I'll accompany you for a walk."
Liu Dehou knew that he had something to say to him. He bade farewell to Grandpa Eighteen and both of them walked along the village road.
Zhao Changfu first apologized to Liu Dehou. Liu Dehou said that he did not blame him. If he wanted to blame someone, he should blame his secretary.
Speaking of Zhao Changfu's secretary, Liu Dehou was a little unhappy. Because of him, he almost missed the funeral of Baoguo's father. If he missed it, he would not have the face to see Baoguo. He said, "I don't know if that secretary of yours is good at his job, but he has bad habits. Sooner or later, he will cause trouble for you. It's better to let him go and find another one."
Zhao Changfu said, "I wanted to tell you about this. I have taken a fancy to someone. He's not bad. Do you think he's suitable?"
"Which one?"
"Chen Weigang. Uncle Eighteen's grandson. "
"The one who accompanied Weizheng from the beginning to the end?"
"Yes."
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